Category : Poems

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Part 1 -
To You,
I know that we aren't friends and god I wish we were because maybe this would be easier to say. But we have known each other since Carlisle. Anyways, I like you. Quite a bit actually. I have liked you since honestly who knows. I know I had a crush on you in high school, but now that we're in the real world I think that maybe it's evolving into something else. I know that this isn't lust, and it's probably not even love, but I just want it. It's just whenever I think about you or see you I start shaking, I blush, my stomach feels like it's tied in knots, and my heart goes kind of crazy. I'm going crazy right now just thinking about you. And oh whenever you would sing or I would just catch your amazing voice talking about anything in high school it was like I was in a trance. And I felt like it was just me and you in that moment. But it never was. I just want to go look at the stars with you, and I want you to teach me to play guitar, even if I suck at it. I want to be able to call you at night when my anxiety or depression makes me want to just scream into nothing so you can sing to me and calm me down. But what I want more than anything is something you might not be able to give me. It's love. And it's okay of you can't, because at least now you know.
Love, Me

Part 2 -
some times 
when i am alone
i think of you.
it happens
to often now.
since i saw 
you working 
at that snow 
cone shop.
and i wish
i could go back
and stop myself.
because maybe 
then i wouldn't 
be wondering 
about all your
favorite things.
like colors,
or movies,
or bands,
or songs,
or foods,
or states,
or countries,
or people,
or instruments.
i also like to think 
about what it would 
feel like to 
kiss your chapped
and faded lips.
and run my hands 
through your curly
dark hair. 
sometimes i think
about what it 
would be like
to give my whole
self to you. 
my mind,
body,
and soul.
i think about 
actually getting
some sleep with 
you holding me tightly 
to your chest. 
and some times 
i wish you 
would just 
go away.
just disappear 
from my 
memories.
actually no.
i wish i 
could fall through 
space and time 
and go to another 
life. or maybe just
even accept the 
bittersweet 
kiss of
death.
but i don't 
want to leave 
you without 
letting you know how
i feel about you.
and i've already told 
you and maybe you
are ignoring me
or maybe you just
don't like me back.
so until i know
i will continue 
to write you poetry
that you will probably 
never read. 

Part 3 -
in my mind 
when i am
trying to sleep
my conscience 
conjures up fake
images and memories 
of us together 
doing all the things
that kids in love do.
from going on dates
to staying up all night
talking to kissing 
each other to making 
love to worshipping the 
broken and black
ground i walk on 
and when i awake
i can still feel 
your lips tracing 
over mine and 
you hands grasping 
at my hands
and hips as we 
become one and 
i hope it lasts forever 
but when i awake
i can still feel 
your cold coffee eyes
on me looking at me
with love and adoration 
that will change once 
i realize that i am
slowly going mad 
because of him

Part 4 (Final) -
girls do not fall for boys with dark curly hair and a voice like pure molten gold they will pull you in with one glance 
and you will be trapped in dreams and wishes of happiness and fake love 
and when you finally tell them how you feel you will get rejected
by them because they don't care about you
they never did and never will
and how it will break your heart more than it's already been broken
when you've used glue and tape and your own heart strings to try and fix all those impossible glass-like cracks
and when you are done you'll finally realize that maybe there is more to life than boys who will never love you
maybe you'll finally find peace in the brokenness of your heart 
or the red black blood that pours out of your spider web-like veins
or maybe in the darkness that you'll throw your self into
you'll just turn into another wasted life in another wasted town
so keep this advice
stay away from boys who will make you feel like your in heaven or floating or even alive
because it will be your own cause of death